#either way i don’t really care if he vapes

[hariboz]

yeah, I would take what cnetz says with a grain of salt lol.

i don’t care if he vapes or not, and i doubt it’s the biggest problem cnetz have with him either considering one of the top hashtags with his name that people still post under is ollie backstabber lmao

[sapphicantics]

Two Sides of the Same Coin | Chapter One

Pairing: Regina George x fem!reader

Summary: After a nobody destroys the Jocks and insults the Queen Bee without a care or an apology, you get catapulted to the top of the social food chain next to aforementioned Queen Bee, Regina George, who now has to learn to share the spotlight with North Shore’s new bad girl. | Or alternatively, your ‘don’t give a fuck’ attitude sucks you and Regina into each other’s worlds sending you down a path you never expected.

Chapter word count: 1.7k

Contents: vaping, underage drinking, mentions of weed, threats of violence, mentions of broken bones, shitty comebacks - I think that’s it, lemme know if I missed any

Note: Alright, I’m finally here with the first official chapter of Same Coin. Now I don’t know how often updates are gonna be for this fic but they will be coming, I’ve got so many ideas for it.

Intro - Chapter 2

— — — —

Menace is a bit of a crazy term to use to describe someone who sticks up for themself, but this is high school and everyone loves to exaggerate, especially boys with fragile egos who can’t stand the school knowing they got their asses kicked by a girl.

And when the girl is you — a girl who keeps to herself and minds her own fucking business like people should do any-fucking-way — oh, there’s bound to be countless descriptors thrown onto you to help rebuild their fragile masculinity.

Volatile, temperamental, crazy, psycho just to name a few.

You’re not sure how those are supposed to rebuild their masculinity, especially when you can just kick their asses and knock it right back down again. Despite those seemingly negative connotations that come with your new title, it does, admittedly, have a rather nice ring to it.

Anyways, nice ring or not, negative connotations or not, title or not, you’ve got far more important things to focus on instead.

Like why the fuck Charlie Hudson is in front of you right now.

It’s lunch and you’re under the bleachers with a strawberry flavored vape pen in hand. You take a hit and blow a cloud of smoke past your lips, raising a brow at him.

He doesn’t speak for a while probably assuming you’ll do so first, but you just take more hits from your vape and continue to stare at him. He approached you, he came over here to you, he’s interrupting your time so he must want something from you and he either tells you on his own or he doesn’t tell you at all. It makes no difference to you, but you’re definitely not gonna ask what he wants.

It’s only when you check your watch does he remember he’s on a time crunch and finally opens his mouth to speak. “I’m having a party tonight. I was thinking you could swing by for a bit.”

“Why would I do that?”

“Well, it’s gonna be a whole thing, you know?” No you don’t know, and that really doesn’t answer the question on why he’s inviting you or why he thinks you’d even want to go, but thankfully he continues. “Real big, real fun, real cool…” he reaches into his pocket, pulling his hand out and passing some cash over to you. “…really need someone to bring the Mary Jane.”

You tilt your head at him, looking between him and the cash before sliding your vape into your jacket pocket. You pluck the cash from his hands and flick through the stack. There’s a couple thousand dollars here — broken up into smaller bills because why not — a little over a thousand by your count, sixteen hundred to be exact, which is far more than you usually charge to supply a party, but if the rich boy wants to give you all his money then you’re not gonna stop him.

Perhaps, this might make you a thief to some, but really, what’s one more negative connotation added to your name?

You slip the cash in your pocket and nod. “I’ll be there at ten.”

He flashes you a smile as you walk past him and brush your shoulder against his. There’s no force behind it — okay there’s a little force behind it, not a lot though — but still he flinches at the pressure and you don’t miss the way he reaches up to rub at his shoulder out of your peripherals.

That reminds you that you need to make a few things clear. Well, one thing, specifically.

“Oh, and Charles?” He hates that name, thinks it makes him seem like an old man and what better way to ensure he knows you’re serious than calling him by his government. He seems to understand this as his eyes snap to yours and he tenses. “If North Shore wants a chance at making it to state this year, it’d be in your best interest to ensure your brother is on his best behavior tonight. Unless, of course, Lucas wants more broken bones. You got me?”

The bell rings behind you then, a seemingly ominous warning to the boy whose face is now alight with fear. You don’t bother waiting on a response, you know he’ll obey your wishes. You smirk and turn on your heels, disappearing into the school.

— — — —

You show up at 9:45.

Fifteen minutes before the agreed upon time, a rather gracious compromise in your opinion.

One you’re already starting to regret as you walk into the house.

The music is blasting so loud you can barely hear yourself think. The house stinks of sweat from the hundreds of people crowded around each other, dancing, singing, laughing, and making out.

Everyone is drunk — some way more wasted than others — but somehow they all seem to sense your presence and part for you like the Red Sea. Some of them even turn their heads to see if it’s really you before quickly looking away and whispering to their friends.

You roll your eyes at that and Charlie takes this moment to finally make his appearance, trudging his way out of the kitchen. He makes a detour once he spots you and after a quick greeting, he leads you out to the backyard. “You got the stuff?”

“What a stupid question,” you scoff. “You think I’d take your money and then show up to this party empty handed with this duffle just for fun?”

You shrug the bag off and place it on the ground between the two of you, unzipping it as you do so. Inside is a bunch of pre-rolled joints and plenty of bags of weed for those who prefer to use a bong. There’s some rolling papers in there so people can roll their own joints, but you’re pretty sure if anyone does rolls their own joints tonight they are not using the weed you bought — because they don’t trust you so they won’t trust the weed you bought, and also no one goes to a party without their own weed. On the off chance that they do use yours, however, the necessary supplies are there.

Charlie whistles at the haul, eyes wide, clearly not having expected this much from you, but that’s not really surprising.

“Damn, I knew you were a pothead but that’s pathetic even for you.”

It is surprising, however, that Charlie took time out of his day to summon an actual demon from hell to this party.

You say this out loud. On purpose. Because it’s your mouth and you’ll say whatever you want.

“What the fuck did you just say?”

You turn your head to see none other than the devil herself, Regina George, glaring at you.

“You fucking heard me, Regina. You’re a demon and you should go crawl back into whatever fiery pit of hell you came out of.”

“Yikes, someone’s feeling dramatic today. But if I left, who would teach you how to dress?”

You chuckle and shove your hands into your pants pockets. “Rather presumptuous of you to assume I would want fashion advice from someone who looks like a copy and paste Barbie doll.”

“Oh, sweetie, it’s adorable that you think your opinion matters-,”

You hold your hand up to stop any further comments and start talking over Regina, effectively cutting her off and shutting her up. “I’m so glad you said that because your opinion does not matter at all, not to me especially when I didn’t even ask, and acting like it does is only going to do you a disservice so I’m gonna go ahead and let you know - I don’t care and you can keep the rest of your shitty opinions to yourself.”

Regina scowls and steps into your personal space, pointing her finger at you, inches away from jabbing into your skin. She’s towering over you slightly and now that she’s so close, you have to tilt your head up to hold eye contact with her. “Listen here you little bitch-,”

For the second time in less than a minute, you cut Regina off, smirking at the little vein that bulges on her forehead. “No, I don’t think I will, actually.”

Regina is about to blow. You can see it in her eyes, in the way her shoulders are so tense, and if you can see it so can anyone else in the vicinity. You lean closer, lowering your voice to a whisper so only she can hear. “Be honest, are you just mad this shirt got to come out of the closet, and you didn’t?”

Regina’s hands are fast.

SMACK!

But so are yours.

You catch her wrist in your hand before her open palm can collide with your cheek, the sound echoing like a gunshot in the backyard. A hush falls around those outside and you feel dozens of eyes lock on the two of you.

Regina tries to pull her hand away and you tighten your grip in response - not enough to leave marks or to cause pain, just enough so she’s forced to stay where she is.

She glares at you, her eyes alight with fury and jaw tense. The air crackles with the intensity of her anger, and you can feel the heat of her rage radiating towards you. But there’s no backing down now.

“Enough, Regina!” you snap, your voice firm and unyielding. “This isn’t the time or place for this!”

Her eyes narrow, and for a moment, it seems like she might explode again. But you hold your ground, your own anger flaring to match hers.

“We’re not doing this,” you continue, your tone brooking no argument. “Not here, not now.”

She looks ready to argue, but you cut her off, stepping forward with a fierce determination. “Back off, Regina. We’ll settle this later.”

The tension hangs thick in the air, but she finally takes a step back and you release her, her jaw still clenched. Without waiting for her to respond, you turn on your heel and stride away, your heart pounding with the adrenaline of the confrontation.

You venture inside and slip into the kitchen, grabbing a beer. You down it in one go and grab another one for the road before leaving out the front door.

It’s gonna be a hell of a day tomorrow.

[flippinpancakes64]

Hello there :>

I really enjoy your content!

I wanted to send in a request with how the cullens would maybe help or react to a reader who's trying to quit smoking? (It's a bit self-indulgent but I need some comfort cause im struggling)

only if you're alright with it ofc !

The Cullens with a reader who’s trying to quit smoking

Hello! I don’t think anyone will be shocked by this since I’ve proven in the past that I don’t do anything but work and play Roblox but I am not a smoker. I’m still gonna try my best to write this tho so hopefully it’s good!

Thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy!

Edward:

If you hadn’t come up with the idea to quit on your own, he would have pushed you to do it

He wants you to live a happy, healthy life

And he hates seeing you hurting yourself in this way

Unfortunately he’s not the best at doing it safely

He takes all of your cigarettes/vapes and sort of forces you to quit cold turkey

And he doesn’t listen when you tell him that it’s dangerous to do that

Sorry

At least he’s supportive tho

Alice:

She’s glad that you’re deciding to quit

She does her best to help you in whatever way that you need

She doesn’t take away all of your stuff tho

She knows you’re supposed to ease into it

And she never judges you if you relapse

But the thing that she’ll never tell you is that she’s really happy you’re trying to quit because she’s tired of trying to get the smell of cigarettes out of your clothes lol

Jasper:

He never really minded that you smoked in the first place

He just wants you to be happy and if smoking made you happy then he’s chill

But as soon as you tell him about how you want to quit he is your #1 support

He does use his ability a little sneakily here

He can increase your feelings of happiness and suppress your feelings of craving or irritation whenever you aren’t smoking

But he doesn’t take everything from you either

He lets you go at your own pace

He’ll support you no matter what

Rosalie:

She is on board

There’s been a couple instances where you haven’t been able to hang out with her when she’s working on her cars due to fear of the smoke igniting something

And again the smell

So she’s there for you

She starts out by taking everything from you

Edward style

But after she sees how much you struggle and once you explain how it’s dangerous she gives some back

And apologizes

And again she doesn’t judge you if you falter

She knows it’s tough and she thinks you’re strong just for trying to get better

Emmett:

He never really minded that you smoked in the first place

But if you want to quit then he is right there at your side

Another one who lets you go at your own pace, he only steps in to help if you ask him to

And he definitely doesn’t judge

I mean, he struggled like crazy when he first got turned

He knows it’s not easy

And also he will beat anyone’s ass who judges you for it

Esme:

She’s so excited for you

She’s never been a fan that you smoked, and she had asked you a couple times in the past to stop

So yes she is there for you 100%

Again, she lets you go at your own pace

She never judges you

You don’t need to hide or try to sneak around her

She understands

And she’s so proud of you for trying to get better

Carlisle:

Obligatory mention that Carlisle is a doctor

He’s never been happy that you smoked

He’s told you multiple times about all of the health risks

And he has encouraged you to quit multiple times

But he can’t make you quit, and he never tried to

So once you decide to quit, he is prepared

He’s got everything you need

Those nicotine patches, nic gum, everything that could help you wean off

He’s just really concerned about you and he’s so happy that you’re trying to get healthier

Vampire! Bella:

She never really cared that you smoked

In fact she thought it was cool

But then over time she saw how it was affecting your health

And she asked you a couple times to quit

And yes she’s stolen your packs/vapes in the past

But once you decide to quit, she’s there for you

She also just takes all of your stuff, forcing you to go cold turkey

And she doesn’t listen when you say it’s dangerous

So hopefully you’re successful

Or it gets really bad and you have to go to the hospital and then she sees that she was wrong lol

[lvrcpid]

headcannons - modern!au

— my personal headcannons for my modern!au

neteyam

- keeps his room really tidy

- he probably works at tillys or footlocker

- most likely has a newer car since he’s a top tier child

- had braces from age 10 to 15

- i think he keeps his locs short

- speaking of locs, he knows how to retwist so he saves money on that part

- he’s allergic to nuts and blueberries

- he loves 2pac and biggie

- his favorite holiday is most likely christmas

- cargo pants are his go to

- probably asked lo’ak to put him on with you

- has the prettiest smile ever

lo’ak

- he doesn’t wanna work , he kisses up to mo’at for money

- he wears glasses and sometimes contacts

- he has his permit , his 9 months aren’t up yet 💀

- probably makes soundcloud music but it’s actually good

- he doesn’t tell anyone this but he wants to be a vet when he grows up

- he’s a dog lover , wants a dog named rico

- always taking tsireya on dates cause his love language is quality time

- he vapes. i’m sorry he just does.

- probably still gets in hella trouble

- when and if he does get a job, he works at footlocker/tillys with neteyam (he didn’t wanna do the interviews , he thinks they’re cringe)

- his room either smells of his vapes, chips or the occasional wallflowers neytiri makes him use

- everyone thinks his name is so cool and unique

kiri

- she plays guitar. no more.

- has a pet guinea pig

- probably plays roblox in her free time

- stays cutting and dying her hair

- she probably doesn’t care she’s adopted

- she bakes a lot

- girl in red is her favorite artist

- vines and incense are a must in her room

- her and rotxo are dating but they probably have that “im not ashamed of you i just don’t want everyone in our business” type relationship

- she works at khols and gets khols cash for her mom

- she probably smokes weed

- she definitely does.

- she’s not like always high but she’s always high

ao’nung

- he loves sleeping

- he also wears glasses but hate the way they shape his face

- he probably has a few tattoos ngl

- he stays looking at fight videos on twitter

- idc he’s a big cuddler

- he’s the type to see crying as a weakness

- still has ronals smile

- speaking of ronal he’s a mommas boy

- the type to secretly take pictures of you and set them as his background and get flustered when you point it out

- he probably doesn’t work since being an athlete takes up most of his time but when the season is over he works at zumiez

tsireya

- a big crybaby ngl

- pageant princess back in the day

- she probably knows how to play the violin

- head over heels for lo’ak

- she wants to marry this boy

- she probably wears a lot of vans

- i see her being prone to sickness really often like she’s always catching a cold and allergies are the devil

- i’m sorry but she vapes too , she does not CAREEEEEE

- avid starbucks drinker

- her favorite food is shrimp

- contrary to popular belief her and aonung are very close and have sleep overs all the time

- she works at a hair salon as an assistant

tuk

- that girl lives in claire’s

- reminder she is 8 , let’s give our girl some credit

- she’s probably not an ipad kid. she probably has her own phone and is surprisingly really responsible with it

- girl is so ready for high school and hasn’t even hit middle school yet

- i don’t see her as the type to kid to love sweets, something tells me tuk is more of a i’ll eat it but i know when to stop type kid

- lo’ak doesn’t watch her, she watches lo’ak

- probably mature enough to be left at home by herself

- she loves mac and cheese

- that is her MEAL

- she never knows what she wants to eat

- they’re always in the restaurant waiting on tuk

- i don’t see her as a big crybaby but moral support for her siblings like she’s always like “i’m here for you” when lo’ak and jake get into it , not like ranting but you get it

- her and neteyam are partners in crime

- her bedtime is 8:30 , 9:00 when she’s completed her homework early

- she’s so SASSYYYYY

[archivalofsins]

Considering the day, I'm going to talk about how I perceive Mikoto and Mikoto (John's) dynamic. Because I was looking for an excuse to.

With Mikoto (John) I imagine him to be the less forward of the two.

Given how he's been depicted in canon. Plus, how much more standoffish and guarded Mikoto got after the first verdict. Despite being less sociable, he wasn't really going around causing a fuss or issues for everyone. He just wasn't as sociable.

The cast complains about this change in demeanor mostly due to the fact that before then, Mikoto was noticeably way more sociable and easier to approach. Talking to various other prisoners and having cordial relationships with most of them except for Kotoko. However, that's due to Kotoko's demeanor not his.

After the verdict, when Mikoto (John) is stated to be the one out the most (during the intermission). He becomes more closed off, less talkative, and difficult for others to approach.

I and most people speculated that this is because he got violent or aggressive.

Yet the only person anyone states he attacks during the intermission is Kotoko. Even Kotoko states such in her voice drama, claiming he attacked her in the middle of her handing out punishments.

Basically just when she was attacking Mahiru.

So outside of that instance, Mikoto wasn't doing anything. He doesn't even have timelines alluding to him doing anything. He was kind of just not engaging with others as much as he usually would. Hence, Shidou saying since he became like that in his trial two written interrogation.

Mikoto implies he picked up smoking to socialize with others in this timeline,

20/06/20

Mikoto: ……oh, so you are here after all. Shidou-san, are you free? Let’s chat~

Shidou: ! Ah, just give me a moment…… Um…… I don’t mind talking, but you didn’t need to come over while I was smoking. Are you sure it isn’t too smoky for you? You’re not a smoker, right, Kayano-kun?

Mikoto: Ah, you don’t need to put it out! That’d be such a waste! I smoke too occasionally. Though just vape. Like, the smoking room is a really good spot for communication, right? So I thought now might be a good opportunity to talk with you. Not like I have anything else to do. By the way, I’ve been wondering for a while, but do you always wear those gloves?

Shidou: I don’t…… How to put it…… I suppose…… since I have my hands covered all the time, then when I take them off, it feels as though the feeling in my fingertips is even greater…… I know it’s probably all in my head…… but that’s how it feels.

However, the only time we see smoking in MeMe and Double is when Mikoto is off on his own. Plus, we've yet to see him vape at all in either of his videos despite him saying that's predominantly what he does. As well as the vape pen being shown in his after crime anniversary image. So more than likely, by "like that," Shidou meant standoffishly monopolizing the smoking area, bringing down the atmosphere with his change in attitude resulting in making smoking awkward for Shidou.

The prisoners in the timeline don't complain about Mikoto's loud outbursts at night either despite them being noted in his description and joked about through the minigrams. However, since it's noted in his character description as something all the characters know about since Milgram started Mikoto being loud or getting violent in his cell on his own or at all would not surprise them. It'd be something that would be common place by the end of trial two.

Know what wouldn't be, though?

Him being quiet and the first allusion to that is here,

21/10/06 (Mikoto’s Birthday)

Mikoto: ……ah, Futa? What’s up? Did you come to celebrate my birthday?

Futa: Hah!? Like I care about your birthday. ……what’s up with you, though, you’re usually a lot more excited. I thought you were the sort of idiot who’d make a big deal over your birthday.

Mikoto: Yeah, usually that’d be the case. ……I think I must be getting tired. It’s like I’m anxious over something, but I can’t really explain what it is…… Like, the feeling that I’ve been totally wrong about something. Haha, but it’s not like talking to you about it is gonna do anything.

Futa: Yeah, yeah, just like you say. Talking to me about it isn’t gonna help. ……but, it’s not like I don’t get what you’re saying. Or rather, I understand exactly what you mean. And if it’s the same thing as I’ve been feeling, then it will just get stronger as time goes on…… probably. But anyway, rather than talking to someone like me you should go and bother the others. Go and get showered with their stupid birthday wishes.

So I'd always imagined Mikoto (John) to be the less social of the two. There's also the implication when it comes to smiling here,

20/07/08

Yuno: Hey, Mikoto-san. Don’t you get tired being so conscious of others all the time? I mean, you’re free to do what you want, though.

Mikoto: Eh…… Aha, what are you talking about? I’m not being conscious or anything. It’s normal to make sure to get along with everyone, right? I mean, when you put it like that, aren’t you the same, Yun-chan? You’re always smiling and getting on with everyone, too.

Yuno: I don’t smile unless I actually want to. But with you, when you’re talking with other people it’s more like you only smile deliberately. So I kept thinking, don’t your cheeks get tired? Ah, is this just what happens when you become a working adult? ……you see people like that sometimes.

Mikoto: Haha, you don’t mince your words, do you. …….that was never my intention, but now that you mention it, yeah, I guess I do. This might’ve been since I started my job too…… But like, if I was rude to everyone I met, all my efforts would come to nothing, right?

This implies that Mikoto is smiling deliberately to make socializing with others easier. So when Mikoto (John) is out, he may smile less and have a more neutral expression that could lean towards being interpreted as disinterested, irritated, dazed, or tired.

The main type of expression work that's shown throughout Double.

This may also be why, in Double, we don't see the faces or other people. They're just represented as blank puppets. Since Mikoto (John) isn't one for socializing he may not pay that much attention to the features of those around them, and that visual choice could have been made to display that. This also ties into him saying he didn't know the person he killed as well. Because honestly, why would he at that point?

In MeMe, the person attacked has a good few more identifying traits than the ones attacked in Double. As we see one of the victims' hair color and clothing as he's getting attacked.

In contrast to everyone being represented as featureless puppets and most stating Mikoto has been difficult to approach and scary later. I want to specifically focus on Haruka stating he was a bit scared of Mikoto, and that's why he was avoiding him,

22/10/06 (Mikoto’s Birthday)

Haruka: Mikoto-san. Um, are you ok……?

Mikoto: Ah, Haru-kun. It’s been a while since we last talked, huh. Yeah, I’m fine. Are you doing ok……?

Haruka: Ah, I’m fine. I’ve been enjoying myself, a lot. Um, I’m sorry, for avoiding you. I was a bit scared. Of you, honestly……

Mikoto: Ahhh, yeah. I’ve been lashing out whenever I go to sleep, right? ……it’s fine. Even I think you’re right to be scared. You know, I kinda just hate that I don’t even know what’s going on myself…… haha. Ah, but despite all that you still came and talked to me because it’s my birthday, right? Thank you, you’ve grown into a good man.

I want to focus on that scared and avoiding you part since we know Haruka engaged with Kotoko the exact same way for the same reason. Because he found her standoffish and neutral expression scary and Mu did as well. It wouldn't be surprising if this was a case of the same mannerisms garnering the same response. Especially given how Haruka would have grown used to Mikoto valuing/viewing communication as important as well as him being more personable and helpful when it came to talking,

20/06/05

Haruka: Ah…… ah, u-um, Mikoto-san. The c-communication……? thing, that you were saying was important. I-I thought, I’d give it my best…… Um, so, Mikoto-san, what’s your favourite food……?

Mikoto: Ooh? Nice going, Haru-kun~ Yeah, we still have no idea how long this lifestyle will go on for, so it’s best if we all get along together here. My favourite food…… I like pasta and horse-meat sashimi. Also bubble tea, and recently I’ve been big on custard puddings. What about you?

Haruka: ……ah, I, I wonder…… H-hamburg steak, and omurice, a-and also…… what else? Ah. Cotton candy……

Mikoto: C-cotton candy!? That’s the first time I’ve met someone who has that in their top three favourites!? ……man, Haru-kun, you really are hilarious.

Just for him to suddenly change his entire demeanor when it comes to talking with others and have no interest in doing it all. Very similar to how Kotoko was trial one would be jarring and scary for Haruka. A person who doesn't like that sort of change and would feel on some level responsible and confused by it.

Hence, the apology for avoiding him.

So I think what most explained through the idea of Mikoto (John) being volatile or aggressive was literally him just not wanting to talk to anyone here. Similarly to how Amane's behavior changed from her verdict. She became more closed off and focused on her religious practices.

Outside of that, Mikoto is consistently shown to do most things related to communication and coordination. As well as being stated to view and discuss the importance of communication throughout the portal timeline. He also states he travels by bike to work, which takes a fair bit of balance and coordination, but we only see Mikoto (John) travel by train in Double.

We've yet to see this bike, either.

Plus, Mikoto is able to neatly tie his shoes while Mikoto (John) is shown to have difficulty with that even in the trial two character art. As well as being shown in Double wearing boots without laces.

Despite in MeMe Mikoto predominantly wearing shoes with laces,

I talk about those other things a lot, though.

Right now, I just wanted to talk about how I viewed Mikoto (John) when it came to socializing more based on the information we have from trial two.

So, that's it.

[caycaysdiamond]

Puff Puff Pass ~ Smoking HCs

No request just like writing to not be stressed.

All characters/dorms | what they smoke and how they act around others who do Just for fun. Smoking is bad blah blah. Mentions of weed, hookah, cigarettes, vape. Cursing.

Heartslabyul ~

Riddle Rosehearts

No.

Don't even try it around him.

Trey Clover

Trey occasionally smokes weed with Cater but that's it.

Great at rolling 🙏🏽

Don't even THINK about smoking cigarettes around him because he's immediately rating for hours about how bad it is for your teeth.

Has a PowerPoint and everything.

Cater Diamond

Cater def smokes weed AND vapes

His vapes aren’t the sweet ones either, it’s like mint, spearmint and all those variants

Pulled his vape out around Riddle one day and almost lost his life

Riddle was like what was that cloud and Cater was like lmao you’re seeing things silly~

Anyways when it comes to weed, he smokes pretty regularly. Usually alone too, it’s a relaxing thing for him.

Can roll however will make Trey do it for him regardless if Trey smoking with him or not

Prefers to smoke from a bong or pipe and has a pretty collection

Doesn’t really fuck with edibles too heavily

Has gone to hookah places with Kalim and Lilia, not often but occasionally tags along with the two

Ace Trappola

Ace will occasionally smoke weed and that’s it

HE CANNOT ROLL DO NOT LET HIM FOOL YOU!!!!!

Also doesn’t like bongs he’s lost on his own fr

Cigarettes , vape etc is GROSS to him and he will shame you for doing it

“EW IS THAT A VAPE!?!!” Bro shut up—

Ace doesn’t smoke alone however says it’s like drinking alone and that’s lame

His favorite people to smoke with is Epel because he’s “10 times funnier high” according to Ace and Cater because it’s a rare to see his upperclassman not faking how he’s feeling

More often than not Ace pops edibles because it’s just easier than smoking and no smell since he shares a room with 3 others.

Has tried to make his own but it’s either not strong at all or wayyy too strong

Deuce Spade

Deuce has definitely tried smoking (weed) at parties but he’s really not for it

It’s not something he’ll go out of the way to do yk, it’s a social thing for him and only occasionally

He won’t try anything other than weed !! He will not hit your vape or your cig, weirdo

He also doesn’t really fuck with edibles because he feels like the high is way too long and it makes him a bit anxious that someone might catch him like that (he’s so real for this)

He will smoke with Ace when no one wants to / is around

Savanaclaw ~

Leona Kingscholar

Leona has smoked weed before HOWEVER I don’t think he does it very recreationally

He doesn’t smoke with others, no one even knows

It’s more of a thing to help him relax occasionally when he’s stressed

Ruggie rolls for him because what does he look like doing that for himself????

Has a pipe too but like just prefers to make Ruggie roll for him yk ???

Nothing else smoking wise touches his lips, he really cares about his health in that way

Ruggie Bucchi

Dealer #1 of NRC (money is money and rich kids don’t know the real prices of anything)

Makes edibles and sells them with Floyd

Ruggie has tried everything, okay ? Personally doesn’t like cigarettes and usually is high from smoking.

Can roll, godbless.

Does not care if it’s rolled or from bongs/pipes—weed is weed!

Smokes both alone and with others fairly equally

He’s really just vibing tbh

He’s a lot of people’s favorite person to get high with because he’s the dealer (duh) and because he’s just fun in general to smoke with. Ruggie just has amazing vibes love him fr

Jack Howl

Another big fat no

He cares about his health way to much

He’s a star athlete like cmon

He won’t heavy lecture others on why they shouldn’t but he will be like bro :////

Octavinelle ~

Azul Ashengrotto

Another no, he doesn’t care for it or see the appeal but doesn’t care what others do

He does, however, HATE the smell of weed

However, he does know a good business opportunity when he sees it

He lets Ruggie and Floyd use the lounge kitchen after hours for their edibles and he gets a share of the profits 🫡

Floyd Leech

Dealer #2 of NCR

Floyd smokes weed however usually he’s eating his own edibles !

Usually if he’s smoking it’s a bong or pipe because bro cannot roll lmaooo

Bro is a heavy vape user however,,,like it’s bad

Floyd hits in class and everyone around is like !??!?!?!? BRO???

RIGHT IN FRONT OF TRIEN???

Crowley has definitely had an assembly about not vaping in class because of him

He definitely has a drawer(s) full of his old cartridges and single use vapes

He loves the sickeningly sweet flavors so much

Definitely turns into the where’s my juul song when he can’t find his (we’re going to get you help fr…)

Nooot big on cigarettes or hookah however but not like that matters when he vapes too damn much

Jade Leech

Not a smoker, doesn’t care

He loves, however, observing people high.

Jade does shrooms that’s enough. Do not drink his “special blends” of teas

Scarabia ~

Kalim Al Asim

Y’all are gonna hate me for this take but they hated Jesus because he told the truth!1!1!1

Kalim is one of the biggest smokers at NCR and I’m NAWT debating it.

The only thing he doesn’t do is vape but weed?? hookah?? cigarettes?? Yes.

9 times out of 10 Kalim is high and no one realizes it

“That’s just how Kalim is.”

People have staged an intervention for Floyd and his smoking and he’s always is like Kalim is really the one who needs this and no one believes him it’s so damn funny

Anyways Kalim has an extensive bong and pipe collection, often he buys some for Cater <3

He kinda sucks at rolling a blunt tbh but he’s trying :)

Has hookah dates with Lilia <3

Loves social smoking

Just enjoys in general

He’s rich he doesn’t have to think about is health 🥱 jk but

I think Kalim started smoking as stress relief, bro has had multiple death threats over the years that’s terrifying

Jamil Viper

Jamil cannot stand any type of smoking and it’s mostly because Kalim does it

Certified hater

If anyone needs to smoke weed it’s this bitch

Pomfiore ~

Vil Schonheit

Okay, another one people may not see the vision of but these are MY hcs damn it !!!

We know that Vil is theeee health guru so like no one can really see him being a smoker of like…anything

No one would believe it either

However, Vil does smoke, it’s rare but it happens

He smokes the same cigarettes as his parents

It’s a stress thing for him. It builds up and like the only thing that helps him is sitting in front of his vanity and smoking like his mother did

Or sitting in front of his window and smoking like his father does

The smell brings him to home and to somewhat simpler times

He has one of those old fancy cigarette holders

A pack last him a while

Vil had smoked around Rook and doesn’t mind him being around when he does

Rook Hunt

Another non smoker

How can he hunt if is prey could smell him

He doesn’t care about others doing it as much

Epel Felmier

Another weed smoker and edible eater

Another person who shames vapers 💀

And shames cigarette smokers

Him and Ace are so ANNOOOYING

Definitely eats edibles more than smokes just cause Vil definitely beat his ass after he came back to the dorm reeking of Mary Jane

Epel can roll…ish. Its not pretty by any means but who cares

It’s better than Ace

Erm doesn’t own any bongs/pipes anymore cause Vil found them

Mostly Epel smokes at parties/hangouts and like desperately sprays those fancy perfumes to hope Vil doesn’t notice (he does)

When intoxicated in general Epel is funny to be around (according to Ace)

Ignihyde ~

Idia Shroud

Iiiii really can’t imagine Idia doing anything ???

Like there’s no particular reason either, I just can’t imagine that loser (affectionate) smoking ANYTHING

caffeine addiction via energy drinks is ENOUGH me thinks

Ortho Shroud

Um…I don’t think…

I don’t think mechanical life forms can smoke 🤓☝🏽

However if he was able, I think he would have smoked weed before bc of Ace and Epel

Diasomnia ~

Malleus Draconia

I don’t see him smoking anything tbh ???

Maybe I’m lame 🧍🏽

Lilia Vanrouge

Yes.

Yes everything.

He’s lived for years so I can see him trying just about everything

However I think his favorite thing is hookah!

I’ve already mentioned his hookah dates w/ Kalim (and sometimes Cater)

That’s about the only thing he regularly does tbh

Weed/Vape etc. definitely would just be a more “oh someone offered at a party sooo…”

Though he can roll pretty well!

I gotta be honest now he’s the only person in diasomnia I see as a smoker fr….

This section is gonna be so empty sobs

Silver

Okay maybe I lied literally JUST two bullet points up

I feel like Silver has definitely *tried* things because he’s close with Kalim

I don’t think he necessarily likes to smoke though

Doesn’t mind what other do however, very chill about it

Sebek Zigvolt

Definitely NOT chill about it

Public shaming, LOUD public shaming

ARE YOU VAPING IN CLASS????

IS THAT WEED? THATS NOT ALLOW-

It’s kinda funny

Everyone knows to steer clear of him when smoking anything <333

[sarascamander]

If you love Kit and Ty, you HAVE to read the Adventure of Holloway Holmes — it gives the EXACT VIBE of KitTy. I'm not even kidding. We have two wannabe sleuths absolutely pining for each other, crimes to solve, amazing banters, and just so much more! One of the similarities:

1. The main character is Jack Moreno who Kit wished he was. I LOVE KIT but Jack stole my heart in a way he didn't lmao. They both are sarcastic, hilarious, independent and undeniably in love with their partner in crime. Honestly, being in Jack's head is one of the best experiences of my love. It's so fun!

I wanted to close my eyes. I wanted to smack my head against the steering wheel. Off the top of my head, I could make a list: some fairly good weed, a lot of addies, condoms (not that those were illegal), unopened vapes (those were), this rare tentacle porn manga that Ty Bryce had paid me for but asked me to hold on to. After I got out of prison in thirty years, I already knew, Dad was going to make me have a super awkward sex talk.

2. And Holmes aka H (as Jack fondly nicknamed because Holloway Holmes is such a posh name in his humble opinion) is so precious!!!! I want to wrap him in a blanket burrito even though he is actually capable of breaking my arm without blinking. But god! Someone needs to take care of him. Although it's never been specified in the book, I'm 80% sure he's autistic. Either that or he was badly abused (which he was). He reminded me of Ty by the way he speaks and acts.

I examined his face. Then I gave him a smile. He was doing a Holmes thing, not looking me in the eye, so I moved my head until he was. This was something we’d been working on.

3. You know how Kit will suddenly drift to a paragraph of how beautiful Ty is? Well, Jack Moreno might give Kit a run for his money (he's so obsessed with H's knuckles and the thousands of shades of gold in his hair, it's embarrassing)

He made a frustrated noise. Then he smiled. The expression was a little stiff; he wasn’t used to doing it, and it was another of those things that he was self-conscious about. I’d read about people who get up at two or three in the morning—on vacation, no less, when they’re in Hawaii—and then they drive hours and hours, and all of it is to see the sunrise from this one specific spot, and I thought, Come to Utah if you want something worth your time

Context: they're in Utah. Jack basically said that Holmes' smile is prettier than the sunrise!! 😩

4. Their relationship is literally so pure and one of the things that get me insane about them is their communication!! They always worked hard to communicate with each other and sort things out it's so satisfying to read!!

“I lied,” Holmes said, but he still wasn’t looking me in the eye. “I am angry with you.” “I guessed.” “I don’t want to do this right now.” “It’s good practice."

5. Their banter is *chef kiss*

“I’ll tell him it’s a sex thing.” “Good,” Holmes said. “He’ll be pleased that all your hours of mindless pornography are finally paying dividends.” My jaw legit dropped. “H!” “Desk, please.” “That was so amazingly bitchy.” “Desk.” “And, like, also kind of evil. Which I loved.”

And there are literally hundreds of reasons to read this trilogy if you are craving for Kit and Ty. And although their vibes are similar, they are also their own people. And words can't say how much I adore them. The story and relationship is really beautifully written. I honestly don't care much about the crime but I'm obsessed with these two

Some of my favourites quotes:

He sat there in silhouette, head down. I knew the curve of his spine. I knew the span of his shoulders. Anywhere, I thought. I could be anywhere and know you

“You are my soul, Jack Moreno. I do not know why John Watson wrote his stories that way, why he wrote himself so small, when he was so much more. I do not think I will ever understand. But I do not want to know what I would be without you.”

I knew that he was something more than me, something vast and wonderful that I could only touch the edges of. But for someone like me, the edge was enough—just a glimpse was enough. And, more importantly for right now, I knew what he sounded like when he’d been hurt, the quality of his breathing, because I’d hurt him in a way few people ever had. Which was why, in those rare midnight hours when I could be honest with myself, I knew it was better this way, as friends. Because I didn’t deserve him

“But he was so much more. Sherlock Holmes was a brilliant detective, Jack. He would have been that regardless of other circumstances. But he was a good man—he was a happy man—because of John Watson.”

“What do you say to that, I wanted to know. What am I supposed to say? What do you want me to say? But what I was really asking was, How am I supposed to do this again? I barely survived the first time; what am I supposed to do when you leave me again?”

I had seen, this spring, jacaranda blossoms so pale they were almost blue, trembling with the breath of the mountains. I had seen, when I'd been twelve, a foil of goldfinches flocking against the crushed dusk. I had seen a shooting star once, thinning across the sky like combed silver. And I had seen Holloway Holmes smile.

There's so much but I don't want to spam so I really hope you give it a try!!

[spiteless-xo]

╰┈➤ the reeves job - tbaw. ⋙ chapter 11.5: between eren fucking jaeger and the reeves job.

why was it deleted. i decided that it would be better if the whole reeves job thing was explained by hange so i could introduce the other characters who would be on the job. having this scene just felt repetitive and unnecessary. what changed. eren smoked cigarettes instead of a vape and he was more degrading during sex. ft. fem!reader, eren. cw. unedited, explicit language, explicit sexual content (cockwarming, multiple orgasms, multiple positions, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk, name calling: whore), second person pov, 1,400 words.

Please remember that this scene was deleted for a reason and that nothing that happens here occurs in the actual story posted on AO3. This is just fun bonus content for people who are interested in reading more.

context. eren and reader are laying together naked in the backseat of his car after sex.

“Did you hear about the Reeves job?” he asks, taking a slow drag from his cigarette before exhaling the smoke out his cracked window.

You curl up tighter into Eren’s chest, finding comfort in the soft beating of his heart. “No,” you hum, exhausted from the sex, “What’s that?”

“I was talking with Oluo about it,” he tries to offer you a drag but you shake your head. “Some hotshot new client, riddled with issues and desperate to brush them under the rug. You know how it is.” He takes another long drag from his cigarette before crushing it into the ashtray in the back of his car.

You don’t care, sounds boring, deciding instead to draw shapes in Eren’s thigh with your nails, reveling in the way his body twitches at your touch.

“It’s gonna be a pretty big job,” he continues, “I hear they’re sending a team out on location to work on it.” He grabs your wrist, stilling your movements. “Hey, are you listening to me?”

With a groan you roll your eyes, “Yes, of course, I’m listening,” you say before crawling into Eren’s lap, straddling your legs on either side of him. He rests his hands on your ass, gripping you tightly as you brush the hair out of his eyes. “Something something, new client, something… blowjob?” you say, a glint in your eyes.

You can tell he wants to be annoyed with you, but the way you grind in his lap has him biting his lip. You lean forward into his neck, peppering it with soft kisses and gentle bites as you murmur into his skin. “Go on with your story.”

“Fuck you,” he growls, grabbing you tighter and pulling you harder against his growing erection. “I’m trying to be serious right now.”

You reach a hand between your bodies wrapping your fingers around his cock, giving him long, slow strokes as you speak into his ear. “I told you, I’m listening.”

He leans his head back against the seat, looking down at you with half-lidded eyes. “I can’t talk when you’re doing that,” he groans, fingers digging harder into the meat of your ass. 

“Oh, sorry.” You lift your hips up, raising them above his cock before slowly lowering yourself down onto him. Your pussy is already stretched and wet from your earlier session, so you’re easily able to slide his semi-hard cock inside of you. “How’s this?” you purr, nibbling on his earlobe. 

He groans, throwing his hands up to run through his hair as you sit on his lap, his cock growing harder inside of you as your pussy clenches around him. “Fuck.”

You nuzzle your face into his neck as he sighs, trying to collect his thoughts. “The Reeves job?”

“So you were listening,” Eren smirks.

You roll your hips against him, wiping that smirk right off his face. “Keep going,” you urge, rocking against his body. 

“The job — ahh, fuck — really fucking important — client…” he whimpers, hands lowering to your hips but just fisting them closed next to you. He’s trying so hard not to grab you and fuck you, you realize whatever he’s saying must actually be important. 

You still your hips against him, deciding instead to kiss along his neck as you warm his cock inside of you. “It’s a big job,” he sighs, catching his breath as you stop moving against him. “They need consultants and accountants.”

Your lips freeze against his collarbone. “Consultants and accountants?” you repeat raising your head up to look at his face. 

Eren’s face is almost contorted in pain, so needy to move inside of you but wanting to get his point across. “It’s a new client and they’re working on building the teams now. Petra and Oluo are leading the selection, I already asked Oluo to put me on the job. You work with Petra quite a bit, don’t you? You should ask her to be on the job.” 

“We’d have to stay in Trost for a couple of weeks, at least,” he says, sighing as his cock twitches inside of you. “Could be fun, right? The two of us, in Trost together.

“If I’ve gotta spend a few weeks out of town for work, I need you there with me.” He leans forward to kiss your neck and the tops of your breasts gently as you grip his shoulders tightly. “I’d be so fuckin stressed without you,” he says, resting his hands on your hips.

You smile at him, running you hands along his shoulders to cup his face. “What are you saying, Eren?”

His fingertips dig into your skin as you start to slowly move against him. “I want you — fuck — to come on the job with me.”

“You want me to come with you?” you whisper into his ear, low and seductive. 

“Yeah,” he growls in response, arms picking you up to slam you back down on his cock hard. “I want you to come with me, baby.” His voice no longer whiney and desperate from you teasing him. Eren’s back in control. 

You lean back against the center console of the car, Eren’s hands holding your hips as he fucks up into you. His cock slamming into you and hitting you in just the right spot that has you crying out and digging your knees into his sides. “You’d miss riding my dick too much,” he says. 

You grip hard into the leather of his seats as his hips buck up into you. He plunges himself deep inside of you before slowly lowering his hips, the full length of his cock dragging along your tight walls, fucking his cum from your previous session deeper inside of you and coating his length in milky white.

“You take that cock so fucking well,” he groans, sliding one hand to your lower back to hold you up as he uses the thumb of his other hand to swirl on your clit, sending you over the edge. “Fuck yeah, baby -- feels so good when you cum on my cock,” Eren’s eyes drift from the bouncing of your breasts to where your two bodies meet, watching your sloppy wet cunt clenching around his dick as you cum, your body trembling in his hands. 

“Eren, fuck!” you cry out, shaking as a second orgasm racks through you. Your bodies are slick with each other’s sweat, windows fogged up completely from your panting and moaning, and every snap of Eren’s hips earning a loud slap of skin on skin and lewd wet sounds as you coat Eren’s cock with your wetness. 

“Yeah, baby, say my name. Say my fucking name,” he pants, fingers digging hard into your skin as writhe in his lap.

Grabbing your hips, he throws you back down into the car seat, shifting so he’s kneeling above you with your legs wrapped around his waist. He pounds his cock relentlessly into you, fucking you like a doll as your eyes roll back into your head, unable to do anything but babble his name, your words coming out like choked sobs as his cock splits you in half. 

“Look at how fucking sloppy your cunt is for me,” he growls, eyes fixed on where your bodies meet, watching your lips grip around his length with every thrust. “Such a fuckin whore for my cock, right baby?”

Eren grabs your thighs, pushing them up against your chest to have you folded completely in half beneath him. You know he loves having you so fucked out on his cock like this. Screaming his name, drool and tears all over your face from the overstimulation. He always says you look so fucking pretty stuffed with his cock. 

“‘M gonna cum,” he groans, but you can’t even hear him, you feel like you’re on another planet. You hardly register when his hips still against yours, cock twitching as he shoots his cum deep inside of you.

Eren loves cumming in your pussy, even when you beg him to shoot his load across your face, tits, or even your ass, he refuses. “A pretty little pussy like this deserves to be filled with my cum,” he’d say, and how could you deny him?

He all but collapses on top of you, heart racing as the two of you try to catch your breath. Your body is sticky from sweat and cum and your muscles are already aching. Sitting down at work for ten hours tomorrow is going to be a bitch after fucking twice in one night.

[rpbtgirl]

I have to wonder, it’s not even lunch yet and I am having all these deep thoughts, realizations, and feelings, what is going on here. There is definitely a shift happening. I am having a hard time doing any of the work I’m supposed to do and almost solely focused on how I am feeling and my new self imposed mission. I want, no, at this point, I need him to see me, to be exposed to him. I am trying to think of any excuse to go into his office, to talk to him, to find some way to get this ball rolling. Happy little coincidence, he comes to my desk to talk about some project and something going on that I’ll need to take care of. I’m being very attentive, listening carefully, he always leans on my desk when he explains something, propped up on both hands hovering a little in front and above me sitting. Now I have a couple of questions, I lean back a little in my office chair with my hands on my belly when I feel my dress move up a little as I lean, another happy little accident. I don’t expose anything but the hem of my dress is close, any further and I’m showing lip. There’s that spot in my mind that just wants to pull my dress up for full show and I am actually having to fight the urge, but there are others that might see and I’m not wanting that. We finish our discussion, he stands up, looks at me and gives me a big smile. He either isn’t noticing how high up my skirt is or he is just really good with peripheral vision and is keeping it cool because I’m not seeing much of a reaction. 😡

He’s back in his office, oops I forgot to ask him something so I have to toddle in there. Now I am the one leaning on his desk, sort of beside him. The way I’m leaning my dress has pulled up in the back and if someone could see in the windows they would see my ass peeking out from under, well that thought gave me even more of a charge. I reach to pint at something on the screen and two things happen, my dress pulls up a little more and I find that the corner of his desk is at just the right height in this position that it makes contact with my very achey and very needy pussy. I lowered myself just a little to get a bit more pressure, my GOD, my eyes almost rolled back in my head and almost came right there. I felt so depraved, I really don’t know what else to call it, that my urges and pussy were in charge and I’m humping the corner of this guys desk right next to him. All done discussion, I have to go back to my desk but I just want to keep going, to have him call me out on it but he doesn’t, he’s either oblivious or a very cool guy. Straighten up to head back to my desk, my mind is a mess, I can’t think straight other than the NSFW thought racing through there. Im getting nothing done, I can’t concentrate, can’t focus, he’ll at this point if it wasn’t for autocorrect I wouldn’t even be able to send an email. He come out of his office, walks to the end of the hall to the stairs for the side entrance, smoke break, asks if I am coming……I was so focused on all my dirty little thoughts it felt like he asked if I was cumming 🤣. I was all flustered What?!? No?!? I could feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment, was I touching myself and not even realizing it?!? No no, he’s asking you if you want to join him…no I’m not a smoker but I do vape. he heads through the door and starts down ahead of me, he’s hit the landing and starting down the second set of stairs that doubles back when I pop through the door at the upper landing, he looks up, is that a little twinkle I see in his eyes? There’s a grin and he looks away, could he see up my dress from that angle? He must have been able to!!! Another rush come over me, I’m all giggles, I’m bouncing down the stairs. He’s already outside when I get to the bottoms and like a little kid playing with her dress I hop off the last stair and flick my dress up exposing myself to the stairwell, nobody sees but it’s fun and feels good. Gather myself and step outside.

[wendytestabrat]

why butters is an awful character now

ok i’ve already talked about this in full length on my amino blog but like i feel like i have to talk about this shit again bc matt & trey still haven’t fixed this problem and it’s pissing me off lol. ok so like i think butters used to be an amazing character in the golden seasons in like seasons 6-9 when he started becoming a more prominent character and hanging out with the boys more. like those iconic cartman & butters episodes like awesom-o & casa bonita are some of my favs lol. but honestly i think they really ruined him around s12 or s13 when butters started becoming way more mean and douchey for no reason (prob bc the boys corrupted him) lol. i mean the appeal to butters character was how he WASN’T an asshole like the other kids and he was all nice and innocent and behaved like a normal kid that’s what made him funny. now it feels like every single butters episode is just for shock value at this point, like matt & trey seem obsessed with making butters be mean and act all edgy and out of character. i mean like it’s funny when it’s used in moderation bc like it’s cool seeing butters stand up for himself every once in a while when he’s always nice to people but now it’s like all the shock value is gone bc he does that in every single episode now and it’s getting old. like honestly i think the nightmare started in the episode “butters bottom bitch” which was out of character af for butters to do all that pimp shit & then he literally calls a girl fat & ugly in “the hobbit” and sells vapes with cartman in “tegridy farms” and just now in the recent episode he was being a dick to bebe for no reason so she kicked his ass. honestly you know it’s gotten bad when kyle is starting to seem more innocent than butters now lol like how kyle was the one who was against selling vapes while butters wasn’t. some may say it’s character development but it’s honestly just bad character development imo. and the other issue i have with butters now is he gets way too much screen time and appears in more episodes than some of the four boys lol. i’m sorry but i liked butters more as a secondary character and he’s usually only funny to me when he’s interacting with the boys or cartman is messing with him and they’re just using him for some scheme. i rlly don’t like seeing entire episodes focused just on butters bc he’s a lame character on his own & his parents are unlikable too and they’re in too many episodes. he’s honestly suffered the same fate as randy but no one wants to talk about that. you never wanna overuse a comic relief character bc the novelty gets old after a while. like literally the two worst episodes from s25 were the two butters centric episodes. that one where he was doing dressage was so stupid and i also didn’t care for the st patricks day one either. i think it says a lot when the best episodes from s25 people liked the most were the ones that focused on the other boys. my favs were “city people” which was a cartman centric episode and then “the big fix” was a stan episode and “help my teenager hates me” focused on all four but mainly kyle. i mean even on imdb those two butters episodes were the lowest rated ones the stupid ass dressage episode only got a 6.6 lol. i feel like it’s only the normies and casual fans that are obsessed with butters and say he’s their fav. when u take a closer look at the sp fandom and the rlly hardcore fans who watch every episode hardly anyone says butters is their fav lol everyone is mostly obsessed with the four boys.

[richmond-on-three]

Sam/Simi - Date

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"I knew I'd find you out here" Sam chuckled, stepping out of the kitchen and into the small alleyway behind Ola's. Simi let out a breath, and Sam frowned, having not realised until he saw her breath that she had been vaping "I thought you had given it up"

"I said I tried to" Simi corrected, pocketing her vape in the hopes it would prevent Sam from lecturing her on making healthy choices again. She knew he meant well, but sometimes his care could be mistaken as condescending. Sam's frown deepened, and Simi sighed; it was baffling how he could say so much with such a simple expression "I'll try again Monday. Anyway, why were you looking for me? Those idiots start a fire in there?"

"No, they didn't; the staff here are quite capable, remember. It's why we hired them" Sam replied, leaning against the wall beside Simi. For a moment, they stood in silence, listening to the shouts from the kitchen and the low hum of the city, taking time to simply enjoy each other's company "I was just wondering if you had eaten anything yet"

“I have; my break started twenty minutes ago” Simi replied, aware she should head back inside and start preparing for the dinner rush to begin “If you want to eat with me, you have got to start coming around here a little earlier” 

“I try my best; training just seems to be running over a lot more lately” 

“Kent probably just wants you all fit enough to win the whole thing like the rest of us. I don’t want to keep working for a loser” Simi teased, smiling when Sam laughed loudly. Sam had found her teasing slightly offputting at one point, but as they got to know each other and found their way to a dynamic that many questions and few understood, he had grown to love it. Sam almost felt unsettled if he had come by the restaurant and wasn’t teased by the head chef. 

“You’re hilarious” 

“I try my best” 

“Then I wouldn’t quit my day job if I was you” Sam shook his head “I don’t think you’d make much as a comedian” 

“Fuck off; I’d make millions. I’d be more rich and famous than you, and I’d own twice as many restaurants” 

“And deal with twice as many mean head chefs” 

“If you think I’m mean, Sam, then I don’t know how you survive the trash talk involved in football” Simi noted, rolling her eyes as Sam stuck his tongue out at her. Silence fell over them again, but neither felt the need to fill it as the seconds passed, happy just to be in one another’s company until Simi spoke again “Apparently, we have a lot of two-tops tonight; Ola’s is becoming a popular date spot” 

“I think we’re getting a lot of the crowd from Taste of Athens while it’s under construction” Sam admitted, making a mental note to ask Nate or Jade if they had any idea when the restaurant would be reopening. He wanted to be prepared  for when his main competitor got back in the game “I like that people are bringing their dates here; it’s sweet” 

“When are you going to ask me on one?” Simi blurted, surprising even herself as the words fell from her mouth. She and Sam had been dancing around it for months, the something that existed between them, and she couldn’t do it anymore. Simi needed to know where she stood,

“On one what?” 

“On a date, Sam” Simi exhaled, resisting the urge to pinch the bridge of her nose. Despite how smart Sam seemed, he was also really good at fulfilling the stupid football player stereotype at the most inconvenient of times “I mean, we both know we’re into each other…right?”

“I am your boss, Simi” Sam reminded her, hating the circumstances under which they had met. If he was just a boy and she was just a girl, Sam was confident he would have already proposed to Simi by now. She was exceptional, and Sam hated that he couldn’t tell her “It would be unethical, it would be complicated” 

“Then I quit” 

“You cannot quit” 

“Really? If I can’t quit, then-”

“I am not going to fire you either” Sam fixed her with a glare; her insistence that he should ask her out was only increasing the temptation. He wanted a life with Simi, and it seemed she wanted one with him as well, but for now, Sam knew they’d have to settle for sharing meals during her breaks and conversing when she would rather vape instead.

“When I am rich, famous and dealing with twice as many rude head chefs….” Simi began, her smile not reaching her eyes as she spoke. She liked Sam; she just liked her job a lot more. Simi almost hated him for understanding that; she wished he didn’t know her so well “Will you ask me out?”

“Yes” Sam nodded, tempted to remind her the only requirement for him to ask her out was that he was not her boss anymore. Living in a fantasy where they could actually be together was too fun to spoil with a reminder about their reality “Will you say yes?”

“Maybe…” Simi nodded, the teasing glint in her eyes informing Sam that nothing had changed between them “You’ll have to ask in a pretty spectacular way, though. I’ll have lots of people who’ll want to date me when they learn how funny I am” 

[guttcd]

𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐇𝐔𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 ➝ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐒 . 

do you still have a ‘top 3′ ? is it the same or has it changed ? who do you most want to get to know ?

“nah, not really. i kind of spent my first day trying to get to know everyone. everyone has been super nice. think i’d like to get to know naomi a little more. hopefully she isn’t too grossed out by the whole toe thing.” her nose crinkles slightly, “romi and jenny kind of seem spoken for already huh? guess it wouldn’t hurt to see where their heads are at. i thought rhys and seb would be closed off too but apparently they aren’t? confusing. callie... is very much my type but she wasn’t giving me ‘graft me’ vibes so we’ll see! early days and all of that fun stuff. come back tomorrow.” 

have any of the islanders surprised you ? in either a good or bad way.

“i think they've all surprised me in like, how stupid hot all of them are. seriously, where do you find these people?” a contemplative hum escapes her as she brings her knees up and wraps her arms around them. “i’m surprised that they aren’t as... fun as i thought they were gonna be? felt like a couple of them had their guard up or something. it’s only been a day though. some of them told me they were a bit put out by the whole casa thing so...” she shrugs.  “hopefully they feel a little better today!” 

do you get along with any of your fellow bombshells ?

“yes!” she remarks with a wide grin. “jude is a little rough around the edges but underneath all of that vape smoke and crass british lingo i can totally see a heart of gold. zeke has such a calming energy. he's the type to just tell it how it is and i totally dig it. stella is so freaking elegant. if she has one fan, it’s me. if she has no fans, i’m dead. angel is the epitome of human sunshine. for real, the funniest dude ever. dante is the sweetest man i have ever met and honestly? best threesome i’ve had in a while. really. ten out of ten stars, highly recommend.” she laughs, cheeks flushed slightly. “he’s a good sort. they all are. i’m so pumped to be on this journey with them!” 

how was the challenge for you ? what moment was most memorable ?

“your girl got to kiss some cuties!” all cheers and whoops, charlene pumps her fist excitedly in the air. “honestly, i don’t even care that we didn’t win, we had such a fun time. except for the toe sucking part.” an accusatory finger waves in the air as she leans in, brows furrowed. “by the way, which one of you freaks put that one in? is dan schneider one of the producers?”

did you share a bed with anyone ? how did that go ? do you think you’ll share with them again ?

“i shared with callie. it was alright. we didn’t cuddle or anything.” she tries her best not to look too disappointed but it’s written all over her face. “i don’t know if we will share a bed again tonight but if we do, maybe this time i’ll have the balls to actually pull a move.” if not with callie, at least someone willing to hold her a little if she gets scared again. 

do you think you’ll get chosen at the end of the week ?

there’s a pause, in which charlene takes the moment to consider what she wants to say.  “maybe? i’m kind of realizing i didn’t really do much grafting on my first day. i think… i think i was so excited to come to love island and to meet everyone that i kind of forgot this was a competition. bombshells competing to get picked. couples competing to be the most solid. everyone competing for a chance to make it to the end. i don’t know.” she thinks about  jenny and dante, about romi and jude, and can’t help but wonder if she would have had a better chance with the two OGs if she had been more aggressive with her grafting. if she had been more sexually forward from the beginning instead of trying to befriend them. “i think i gotta be more assertive! show these people that there’s more to me than just a pretty smile and a couple of lame jokes.” like that one. she gives the camera a determined grin. “i got this! hopefully i made a good enough first impression for them to give me a chance.”

[blogblogbloggittyblog]

october 1- 31, 2023

i don’t think i even like this man. like he truly sucks in every possible way and he makes me feel like shit all the time except when we’re having sex and then it’s alright. but he doesn’t pay attention to me he’s never nice to me he never responds and his lifestyle is shitty. he’s not quitting smoking that’s for sure and he won’t stop drinking like every day and maybe that’s just being a 23 year old but like fuck. he doesn’t seem to like me much either. like clearly. so idk. this is somehow even more degrading that koroosh because at least him there were no expectations i knew he sucked. this sucks -----

i wish i was in love. like actually in love and with someone who was kind and loving and cared abt me -----

i feel like there’s smth wrong w him? or maybe it’s w me? idk maybe we just have different expectations or desires or smth. i wanna kms like why can’t i just be happy and normal and not violently obsessive and intense and irrational and impulsive and overkill -----

i just left his house. we were gonna meet in the AM but he didn’t wake up until like 1:30pm because he was at an event till 2am. doing ecstasy and getting very drunk. nothing redeeming about that. and he had ghosted me for like two days before and he said it’s cuz he wanted to ask me out but was having trust issues. which is fair but not an excuse to leave me on read. idk. the sex is good i guess. he makes me feel wanted ? but i don’t think actually wants to date me. like he’s not very good at talking abt how he feels but he’s also not being very willing to even try. idk i think i’m wasting time that could be spent studying and writing profiles on a man that has no upward life trajectory. he tells me i’m so beautiful. that’s nice. maybe i’m judging him. but i need him to not be doing drugs and drinking and i need him to be healthy and stable. he isn’t. this is very much a canon event for me. like even if he’s nice to me he’s still moving in a year idk. let’s not think that far ahead. he just doesn’t give me what i need most of the time -----

this is like being in a car with my foot on the gas even though i can see the fucking brick wall right in front of me

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once again my period is slightly late and i’m panicking again. i need to call the clinic -----

yk i think the issue here is that i keep thinking oh well he’s not like MEAN to me or anything like he’s not doing anything bad but i feel like this is sm sm sm more insidious of a feeling cuz its like lack of any fucking effort at all or any interest or any romance or anything and im seventeen and maybe i shouldnt be settling for this shit also he was like i’m gonna ask u out? and he hasn’t? and he keeps letting me vape which is embarrassing truly not a single sign of care for me lmfao jesus christ i wish dustin still existed

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i wanna care for u and be like a husband to u and i’ll try to get a photo of the stars for u meanwhile this man won’t even text me unless i text him and even then he responds twenty hours later with one message and no intention of continuing the convo so really i’m the idiot here -----

truly don’t feel like i’m making outlandish requests but this mf still can’t do anything lmfao i wish i was dating someone and they were nice to me -----

this is self harm. and i know it is and i need to stop like this is embarrassing and bad and a waste of time

[edzasks]

For a former alcoholic, it is pretty bad if Zac is starting drinking again. It is notorious that people who have been diagnosed as alcoholic really need to STAY sober to overcome addiction. In a general manner, moderate drinking for these people leads to active addiction again.

Yeah but you guys don’t know that, you don’t know if he’s a former alcoholic, or what issues he has. Casual drinking, e.g like wine, beer or whatever doesn’t make you an alcoholic. If you’re off the rails, and you cannot function without a drink, and you’re affected by it cause you ‘need’ alcohol so bad — you have a problem (see Tom Holland’s in depth convo about it)…

And it’s not as simple as moderation drinking that leads to the problems imo, I’ll open up here and project a little: my brother rn is dealing with addiction issues (both ways), and it got so bad his liver is damaged 🙃 I’ve seen the complete ugly of addiction issues, the major mood swings, withdrawals, etc.

It wasn’t moderation drinking that ‘hooked him back’ in whenever he was quitting, or sober.

It was;

* Death

* Lockdowns

* Bad friends (peer pressure, or jealously, these people want you to fuck up)

So these are key moments, and shows you the complexity of a situation. Lockdowns drove people crazy (most people were drinking more often than not cause of it).

Death can also really mess you up mentally & emotionally. This intertwines with ‘bad’ friends, in my brothers case scenario some douche — decided to give him hard stuff, pretending to a ‘be’ a friend, for him to cope when most vulnerable, and stupidly instead of talking to us and leaning on family support. He went down that rabbit hole. That means anyone (emotionally) can be attempted or find an issue in something due to emotional affects, boredom, loneliness, being in a bad place mentally, etc. It’s not black and white and the assumption ‘oh he drinks a glass of wine, he won’t be able to stop now.’

So, like I don’t know Zac, so I rather be optimistic about Zac and not assume the worst case scenario, like he could just be a typical boy, and being messy (which means hookups, even if they’re messy, and just travelling) and not caring much (vaping) but doesn’t mean he’s like he’s gotta be zooted like anons are thinking.

Like for all we know he’s completely fine, just surrounded by absolute weirdos (clout chasers) tho, that’s about it 🤷‍♀️

Like the most I’ll say is he is being messy rn, but I don’t think he’s zooted. I don’t think his problems were rooted in alcohol either.

[meldelamel]

Page two

They both arrived at the sentry station, and Sans found the perfect chair so Chris could sit while he… pretended to work.

“So this is were I used to, uh, to watch for humans” he said, getting comfortable in his chair “But now that Tori is the… I mean, the queen, is the ruler of the Underground and she has no interest in human haunting, we just watch for crimes or somethin’ . Like, to keep the peace and stuff”

“Tori?” “Yeah, her name is Toriel but I like to call her Tori. We are pals I suppose”

“Oh, you are friends with the queen, that sounds so cool!” Chris opened their eyes a lot.

“Eh, it isn’t that important for me. I used to work with the king, so did Papyrus… We don’t care much about that stuff here, heh”

“And what happened to the king?”

“The last fallen human killed him”

The kid looked terrified.

“What?!”

“Yeah. They needed his soul to cross the barrier and go back home”

“But that’s unfair! And… crossing the barrier?”

Sans looked at them “I’m surprised my brother didn’t tell you, or your teachers or somethin’ . At least you know that humans sealed monsters underground during the war, right?”

“Yes, I know. But not all the details”

“Eh, fair, school is boring… Well, if you, uh, wanted to cross the barrier on your own, you’d have to kill one monster to cross it” Sans took a vaping device out of his pocket and put it in his mouth.

“I don’t want to kill anyone…”

“That’s why Alphys is working so hard to find another way. But for the moment, It is what it is” he closed his eyes, leaning back in the chair, with his head up, as the smoke billowed from his mouth. The kid stayed silent, not very worried. “You're not really interested in going home, huh?” Sans added, still with his eyes closed.

“Not really, humans kind of suck”

“I get that. Welp, at least you won’t suffer if you have to stay here for a decade”

“A decade?”

“Alphys’s been working on it for a long time now, we don’t know when she’ll find the way. Maybe soon, maybe in a hundred years. I’m used to it, so it doesn’t bother me. I kind of gave up hoping, hoping is for children” he chuckled “Anyways, any other questions?”

“I don’t think so” “Good. Imma take a nap then”

“But aren’t you working?”

“The Underground is chill. Nothing will happen if I sleep a little… Wanna vape?”

“What??”

“Just kiddin’ . You’ll die if you vape”

“WHAT???”

“Just kiddin’ again. I’m so funny”

“No, you’re not”

“Humour is subjective”

Sans kept vaping until he fell asleep. Then, Chris decided to walk a little.

They wandered around Snowdin for a while, looking into the windows of shops and even houses, and peeking out to see what monsters were doing at Grillby’s.

“This has to be the bar Papyrus mentioned” they thought, with their little hands against the window.

“Yo! Are you a kid?” they heard, and they looked behind them to find a little monster kid standing there, smiling.

“Yes”

“Yoooooo!! Me too!!! Oh, what’re you looking at??” the other kid said, getting closer to the window “Aaah, the bar! Grown-ups are weird, right? Luckily the great Papyrus hates this place! Nyeh heh heh!!”

This caught Chris’s attention, and they immediately looked at Monster Kid. “Papyrus…? You mean, that tall skeleton who lives here in Snowdin?”

“Yo, you know him??????? He’s my idol!!”

“Of course I do, I kind of live in his house now”

“Duuuuude, I’m soooo jealous now!!!” Monster kid looked super excited “How is it?? Can I meet him???”

“Ummmm… About that…”

“Hey, kid, did you want to run away from me or somethin’ ?”

Chris gasped, turning around and seeing Sans right behind them. It was as if he had appeared out of nowhere… or as if he had teleported there. Either way, Chris was afraid that Sans would scold them.

“What’s with that face?” Sans added then, raising his inexistent eyebrow.

“Oh, um… I-I…”

“Take your time kid” “YOOOOO!!” Monster Kid interrupted them “Are you Papyrus’s brother???”

“Yeh”

“Can I meet him???”

“Maybe later, kiddo” Sans said, patting their head in a ‘there there’ way.

“If I wait here, will I see him??”

“Sure”

“Yayyy, I’m so happy!”

“Anyways, come in” Sans added, looking at Chris “I’ll invite you to a burger”

“WAIT, WHAT?? You also like the bar??” Monster Kid exclaimed “Grown-ups...”

“But Papyrus didn’t want you to take me here” Chris said, while entering the bar with Sans.

“Eh, he ain’t gonna know”

They both sat in front of Grillby, and ordered two burgers.

“But… You’re supposed to be at work” the kid said.

“I already told you there’s not much to see. We monsters are peaceful creatures, the crime rate is incredibly low” Sans answered.

“Monsters seem better than humans…”

“Agreed” They both laughed a little. Now Chris had officially grown fond of Sans.

“Who is Undyne and why is she training Papyrus?” they asked, then.

“I think it’d make my bro happy if you asked him instead”

“But what does a ‘royal guard’ do?”

“Ask my bro. Look, the burgers are comin’ “

“This burger looks kind of bad” Chris thought, but then they saw Sans chugging a whole bottle of ketchup and forgot about the questionable quality of their food.

They took a bite, and it tasted as weird as they imagined, but they continued eating so as not to offend Sans.

Soon they noticed Sans was uninterested in his food, for some reason.

“So… Since you decided to stay here in the Underground," Sans said, "Maybe you should study somethin’ about monster culture and stuff, if they didn’t tell you about it before, it’ll help you fit in. The Library is…” “Yeah, I saw it. It is spelled like ‘Librarby’ or something like that”

Sans chuckled, “Yeah, that’s a long story. My bro did many things for this town, ya know? Like repairing the bridge, writing the ‘welcome’ thingy, all that stuff”

“Repairing the bridge?”

“Yeah, he made it look ‘cooler’, as he says, givin’ it a makeover. It looks realistic in my opinion” “If he did all that, then it’s impressive”

“Yeah it is. Papyrus is very talented. He’s so cool…” Sans smiled with affection “He always helps me out. He may yell at me a lot, but he means well. And he’s the reason why I get outta bed, ya know?”

“Why?” “Huh?”

“Why can't you get out of bed?”

“I don’t see the reason for doing it, I don't see any other reason for doing it if it's not for him. Every day’s the same after all”

“…”

“Anyways, study our culture, and if you don’t want to, then remember: Monkey see, monkey do”

They remained quiet for a bit. Then, someone slammed the door open, entering Grillby’s.

“SANS, I TOLD YOU TO NOT TAKE THE HUMAN TO THE BAR!” Papyrus yelled, and everyone looked at him immediately, giving him a dirty look. None of them seemed to like him.

“Pap, what’re you doing here?” Sans asked, perfectly calm.

“Well, your sentry stations were unoccupied!! There was no Sans in them!! All these years and you still… do… the same thing??” Papyrus sighed, frustrated “Also, THIS IS NOT A PLACE FOR CHILDREN FOR GOD’S SAKE!”

“Ok, ok, calm down. I’ll take Chris out. Follow me, kid” the kid obeyed.

Papyrus lowered his head, looking at the ground and nowhere else, trying to avoid everyone’s gaze.

“I hate this stupid bar…” he said, in a very quiet voice, as if he was about to cry.

Something about the way he said it made Chris feel very sad for him.

Sans noticed as well, of course, and he sighed, upset.

“Can you guys mind your own damn business?” he said to the people.

A chorus of voices was immediately heard saying things like "Yes, Sans", "Sure, Sans", “I will, Sans”, and everyone went back to doing what they were doing before, ignoring Papyrus.

Still, Papyrus kept looking at the ground.

Next page ->

Chapter two

Chris woke up to the sound of the broom sweeping the floor. It was probably eight in the morning, and the kid had a hard time processing that they were in a different room.

“Oh, good morning, Chris!!! I hope I didn’t wake you up” It was Papyrus, who gave them a bright smile, still sweeping.

“Good morning! I’m not sure what woke me up, honestly”

“I guess I will have to force Sans to get out of bed. I don’t want to eat breakfast without him”

“I can wait a little bit”

“Alright then”

Chris splashed water on their face and went downstairs to sit on the couch. Papyrus was still cleaning his room, so they couldn't ask him for permission to watch TV. They decided to turn on the TV anyway, and wait for Papyrus's reaction. The first thing that appeared on the screen was a specific channel, in which a robot was presenting the news. The strange thing about that was that, instead of presenting relevant and chaotic news as Chris expected, this robot presented the craziest and most absurd news. They stared at the screen, confused, before hearing Papyrus’s voice upstairs.

“I see that you’re watching the Mettaton show, Chris!” he said, happily “I love that show”

He tried to finish cleaning quickly so he could sit next to the child, and talk with them about Mettaton, and his opinions on some stuff that was happening on screen, and some anecdotes.

“So my bestie’s girlfriend, Alphys, made Mettaton years ago” he was telling them, for example “She made Mettaton the first robot with a soul!!! Alphys is also trying her best to find a peaceful solution so we monsters can go to the surface!! Undyne is very proud of her. Undyne is my bestie, by the way, I can’t believe I didn’t told you about Undyne!!!”

“Mornin’ “ they both heard, and when they looked up, they saw Sans yawning, about to go downstairs.

“Oh, good morning, Sans! You woke up earlier today. Just a little” Papyrus said, with a sly smile.

“Yeah. When I heard you two talking, I knew I had to get outta bed if I didn’t want you to yell at me” he said, with a chuckle.

“You are getting good at predicting the future, brother” Papyrus said, and he got up from the couch “I must prepare breakfast now”

While Papyrus was in the kitchen, Sans sat next to Chris.

“How are you doing, kid? Didja sleep well here?” he asked, and the kid nodded “Good, good… Now we'll have to think what to do with you when we go to work. Maybe you should see the queen and stay there”

“But I don’t know where is she”

“I can take you there if you want to”

“I can hear you, Sans!!” his brother said, while making pancakes in the kitchen “You just want to get rid of them!!!”

“I’m just asking. They can stay home if they want”

“We’ll talk about that later! Now, set the table, Sans!”

Sans just used his magic to unfold a table, and put it in front of the kitchen. Then, he just closed his eyes, probably trying to nap a bit.

“Sans I told you to-!!! Arghhhh, whatever!!!”

Chris got up to help, but Papyrus ended up setting the table all by himself.

“You can use your magic to help me more, Sans” he said, with an exasperated sigh.

“But I can’t!” Sans whined, more to mess with his brother than anything else.

“Of course you can, bonehead!!”

“No, I’m not strong enouuuuugh…”

“Stop acting like a child and sit down!!”

Sans sat down, with a smile. Papyrus was serving the pancakes, irritated, before sitting as well.

Chris noticed how Sans was pouring ketchup… on the pancakes. Then, the skeleton smashed his face into the food. Chris kept staring at him, thinking they had seen it all. Then, they looked at Papyrus, who was picking up a whole pancake with his fork, and taking a bite. He noticed them and smiled at them brightly. Chris smiled back and started eating. They thought the brothers were hilarious, and they were feeling genuinely happy.

“So, where do we leave the kid?” Sans said, wiping the ketchup off his face with a tissue.

“What do you mean?” his brother asked, still eating.

“We have to work” “Oh, true… Well, they can’t be home alone…”

“You have to train with Undyne today, it’ll be messy if you take the kid with you. I’m just gonna be on the sentry station. I think I should take the kid with me”

“Are you sure, brother?” Papyrus asked, worried “Are you going to take good care of them?”

“Just trust me. I took care of you when we were kids and you turned out decent”

“Decent, huh?” he couldn’t help but smile, even if he wanted to be pissed at him “Okay, I will trust you. Make sure you return home with them”

“I’ll”

“You mean ‘I will’ ?”

“Yeah, sorry, I was feeling too lazy to say it correctly”

“Ugh, you are a mess…”

“But I’m your mess, right?” Sans smiled at him.

“I do not want to associate with any messes, thank you!!” his brother exclaimed, frowning “But… Well, I suppose you’re technically my mess since we are associated by the power of brotherhood…”

Sans laughed, finishing his pancakes.

“I guess we should head out, then” he said, looking at Chris “So you can get ready for training in peace, Paps”

“Alright, but come home early. And don’t take the human to that stupid bar!!!”

“Uh-huh. Well, come on, kiddo” Sans said, and Chris followed him to the front door.

&lt;- Previous (Chapter 1)

[angelplummie]

Okay so like for starterssssss, I love getting represented as a chubby gal 🥺🥺 so I love you for writing that last Oikawa imagineeeee 😩😩😩

Soooo, I was wondering if I could request a plus size reader that really likes Kuroo, (and he’s like a super cliché bad boy🤰🏽) but he’s too embarrassed to be seen with Y/n. So she starts to hit on his friend or try to make him jealous. (I want you to add your own little idea here! But likeee, make her a baddie 😘😘)

Thanks baby 😚

HE’S A SCUMBAG DON’T YOU KNOW

KUROO X CHUBBY F!READER

Angsty?? kinda, a pinch of suggestive stuff

masterlist

post girlboss was referring to

a/n:i decided to go for emo / anger issues / definitely has punched a hole in his wall kuroo, just cuz i love writing losers, and i love seeing grown men cry. reader is like 20/21 just like college age yk, kuroo is 23 as stated in fic. p.s where my artic monkey hoes at

warnings: swearing, mentions of sex n specific sexual acts, suggestive stuff, uhhh bad boy but he’s not a (bad boy) he’s just a (bad) (boy) he’s just no good, like no fr never date guys like this, he may SEEM COOL and give you the dick but girl you will be so embarrassed once u realised u gave up the kitty for a man that genuinely believes tame impala and mac demarco are unheard of and calls himself an empath even though he’s mean to his mum every time she comes over to help with the laundry and has manipulated every girl he’s ever been in the vicinity of but i digress! on with the story!

“Kuroo-!” you yelped in surprised, bed bouncing beneath you. The second he had thrown you down, he ripped off his shirt and made a noise of frustration when he couldn’t shed his skinny jeans fast enough. Brows furrowed, he began hopping furiously to yank them off.

You laughed, much to his annoyance.

“You’re gonna hurt yourself if you keep up with that. What’s the rush?”

He sighed, and carefully pulled them off his ankles. Standing up straight, he seemed to have composed himself, with that cocky smirk on his rugged face. Your eyes trailed down his lean, long body. It was all you could do not to scream, he was so gorgeous. He took a few sweeping steps to where you lay, and got right on top of you, hands either side of your head. His eyes bore into you, it made you squirm internally, not that you would ever admit it.

“Just want you so bad, kitten.”

You barked out a laugh as if your heart didn’t jolt at his stupid pet name. It was such a stupid name, but coming from him it made you melt. Again, not like you’d ever admit it.

“Ew, Tetsu don’t call me kitten, it’s cr-“

He cut you off by leaning down and kissing you, you could feel his snake bites against your bottom lip. He groaned softly, shoving his tongue down your throat. He tasted like his sour apple vape, and his hair was soft when you ran your fingers through it. You could barely contain your butterflies, eyes squeezed closed.

“Come on babe, you know you like it.”

No matter how many times you and Kuroo hung out, it always felt so fresh. Maybe it was because he was exciting, or because he was a little bit wild, you didn’t know.

He leaned down closer to you, getting on his elbows, deepening the kiss. He pulled away and smirked at your breathlessness. With a slender, ring adorned hand, he reached beneath your top and cupped your tits over your bra. He gave them a sharp squeeze and started placing chaste kisses on your neck. He was considerate like that, didn’t leave hickeys because he knew they’d be hard to cover for you. He groaned as he jiggled the fat of your boobs in his hands,

“God, you have the nicest tits, babe.”

You had been dating for nearly 3 months now, if that was what it was. To be honest, you weren’t really sure what you were. You hang out all the time at his or your place, there was rarely a time when you didn’t have an ache between your legs, one way or another. He didn’t really take you on ‘dates’ but chatting to him was fun in itself, you didn’t need to go out to do that. He didn’t necessarily say romantic stuff either... but he didn’t not say romantic stuff either? He beat up your ex at a party one time! That had to mean something right? He exactly wouldn’t tell you how he felt but he showed you, kissing your cheek or tilting your chin up to look at him or kissing your neck or feeling you up. But that usually led to sex, so you couldn’t be certain. It wasn’t like you only screwed though, you watched your favourite movies together... although the last couple times he just started fingering you. You showed him your playlists? No no, he showed you his playlists, his sex playlists. There seemed to be a common theme here. But... there were times, afterwards, when he would pull in you so tight, tell you how good you were for him, how well you did, how pretty you looked. Any doubts you had were gone after a few hushed words on his tobacco reeking rickety old bed. You’d never really had a relationship like this before, but you assumed it was just because Kuroo was so chill. You were probably boyfriend and girlfriend, he just didn’t feel the need to announce it, he was laidback like that. So what if you guys had a lot of sex? Weren’t you a new couple? Wasn’t this just the honeymoon stage were you can’t get your hands off each other? You didn’t want to seem high maintenance and nag, so you let it be. He was sweet enough to you, right now everything was good.

Until it wasn’t.

A clatter sounded downstairs, the door slamming open against the hallway wall.

“Kuroo! Hey man, I brought some California!”, a voice called from bellow.

Kuroo broke away immediately, spit trailing from your neck to his pink lips.

“Shit, shit, shit, shit,” Kuroo mumbled, pushing off the bed and scrambling the pick up his discarded clothes and shove them back on.

You sat up, disgruntled, rearranging your bra strap from were he’d kneaded at it.

“What’s wrong? Who is that?”

He shot you a glance before continuing to yank back on his jeans.

“Uh, so change of plan, I can’t do tonight. I need you to go home. Discreetly.”

What?

“What? Tetsu, I’m already here,” you scoffed.

What was going on?

Why was he acting like this?

You had never seen him so... frantic.

“I know babe, and I’m really sorry about that, but my friends are here early than I said.”

“So? Can’t I meet your friends?”

He didn’t reply for a moment, just let out an exasperated breath, zipping up his fly.

“Well, yeah you can meet them, just not with me. I don’t want them knowing that I-“

He cut himself off, but you had heard enough to understand.

There was a beat of silence, only disturbed by Kuroo’s friends calling for him.

Your mouth hung open, and you scoffed in shock.

You shouldn’t be surprised really. It’s so obvious now that you think about it. So that’s what this was. That explains everything. He didn’t really like you, he was just using you. That’s why he didn’t take you anywhere, or why he didn’t show you he cared. It was because he didn’t. He wasn’t “afraid of getting close to people” or “emotionally distant”, he was just upfront about not giving two shits about you aside from your vagina. I guess he didn’t want his friends to know he was furiously screwing a fat girl any chance he got. He was embarrassed of you. You were something to be ashamed of. Your stomach jerked as you got to your feet. You were pissed, but that didn’t mean it didn’t really hurt. You had liked him. A lot.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

You could see the panic in his eyes, it was quite funny actually. Of course you new what it meant, but it still made you feel a little better to watch his eyes widen like that, to hold a shred of power over him.

“I mean- well I didn’t- come on babe you know I didn’t mean it like that-“ he laughed nervously, not noticing the footsteps in the landing. You rolled your eyes. You may have been naive, but you certainly weren’t going to fall for his shit again. Whatever he spouted.

“Don’t give me that bullshit. Just say it, your embarrassed of me.”

“Y/N, please, don’t you think-“

Two men burst through the door, one with spiked grey hair and one with fluffy black hair.

“Kuroo! What the hell are you doing up here we’ve been-“ the grey haired one, stopped when his eyes went from a shirtless Kuroo to you.

Your eyes flickered to Kuroo, he looked mortified.

“Ah. I see. Well, Akaashi, we better give these two some time, we can just-“

“Oh no, I was just leaving,” you grabbed your jacket from on top of his chest of drawers and turned back to the two men, putting on a big smile, adrenaline and fury spurring you on.

“I’m Y/N, by the way.”

Your eyes shot to Kuroo, who looking like get was about to shit himself.

“You probably haven’t heard of me, me and Kuroo have actually been having sex for three months. He kept it a secret because he’s embarrassed of me. We should hang out soon though!”

“Y/N-!” Kuroo yelled, exasperation clear in his tone, but you were already descending the stairs.

He came into the hall, hands rubbing his temples.

“Y/N just come talk for a second, I can-“

But he was cut off by the door slamming.

You got in your car parked outside and sped away.

The whir of the engine and the monotony of the roads cleared your mind a bit, a mist of anger still remaining.

You can’t believe you let yourself be tricked. you were a fully grown woman, but you had been reeled in hook, line and sinker. Not only had you been reeled in, you have been reeled in by a man that still had tik tok LED lights in his room and a fucking monster can collection at the age of 24 fucking years old. The more you thought about him, the more you realised how much of an emo loser he was. Of course you were still hurting, but it was more of the angry hurt you feel when it turns out your crush is homophobic or something (been there done that, don’t ask). He was a waste of oxygen, you had decided by the time you made it back to your apartment. A waste of perfectly good space that could most definitely not get the kitty anymore. You got inside your house, pulled on some comfies and got on facetime with your friends.You told them all about what happened, and they passionately bitched about him with you, confirming your suspicion that they never liked him in the first place. They also told you to forget about his existence, he wasn’t worth a slither of your brain power, he was dirt compared to you. All in all, you felt marginally better, saying goodbye to your friends while they still giggled about how stupid Kuroo’s hair was.

This was just a speed bump, you thought as you tucked yourself into bed, you would get over this.

Fast.

“Who’s Bokuto been talking to all night?” Yamamoto leaned over to ask Lev, shouting over the blaring music.

It was a week after you had thrown Kuroo to the curb, and he was out with a couple of volleyball friends, some from Nekoma, but there was also Bokuto with them.

“I’m not sure. I think it’s Y/N something? She’s in class. She’s pretty chill.”

Kuroo’s ears perked up, and he turned around to face his friends up against the bar.

“Bokuto’s talking to who?” he said through gritted teeth.

“Y/N. She goes to my-“

“I know who Y/N is,” kuroo snapped, taking a swig of the beer in his hand and scanning the dance floor for either one of you. He found bokuto first, shoulder against the wall, holding a drink as he leant down to have you whisper something in his ear. That’s when Kuroo paid attention to you. You looked... you looked gorgeous. He felt jealousy creep up inside him. How many times had you been out looking like that since you broke things off? How many guys had you slept with since? How dare Bokuto chat you up when he knew you two had been a thing? Wasn’t he meant to be Kuroo’s friend? As Kuroo wound himself up, you and bokuto continued your extremely pleasant conversation.

“I just wanna say, sorry about Kuroo. He’s a real bonehead, but we’ve been friends since high school so I can’t ditch him.”

You snorted into your cocktail.

“What?”

“Bonehead?”

He frowned and straightened up indignantly.

“Yeah, and? What’s wrong with bonehead?”

“No no, nothing, it’s just very Legally Blonde.”

He beamed down at you.

“I love Legally Blonde!”

“You do? Me too!”

This big beefy man was very cute, you had been talking for nearly three hours now, but you never ran out of things to say. And, aside from the obligatory introduction compliments, he had not made any move to try and get you into a wendy’s bathroom as quick as possible, which you couldn’t say of yours and kuroo’s first meeting.

He had dreamy eyes, you noted as he smiled for the nth time that night.

“Whose your favourite-?”

“What the fuck are you doing man?”

You glanced scathingly over to the familiar face of your old fling.

“What?” Bokuto asked back, clearly done with his friends bad boy shtick.

“Why are you talking to her when... when you know?”

“What’s there to know? I’m talking to her because I want to, and she wants to.”

He looked over to you for approval.

“Right?”

You nodded, a little nervous. You hated Kuroo’s guts, but you knew how weirdly possessive he was, you didn’t wanna cause trouble for Bokuto.

“See? Now I don’t think she wants to see you, right?”

He looked at you again. You nodded again.

“Ok? You guys are over, now are we done?”

Kuroo huffed. His eyes flitted from Bokuto to you, remembering you were there most likely, and he scowled.

“No, we aren’t done, what are you trying to pull anyway? Trying to piss me off by talking to someone I know? Are you really that petty? Well, your little plan is working, so just-just stop, ok?”

You felt like screaming. You had just come out here to have a nice time, not listen to Kuroo’s narcissistic whining.

“Can you just fuck off? Was I not clear enough or something? You’re dead to me, Kuroo. I’m just trying to have a nice night.”

Kuroo’s mouth gaped open. He had never been spoken to like that, never. He clenched his fists at his sides and his glare intensified.

“You’re lucky I gave you the time of day, fat ugly slut.”

He grabbed Bokuto’s shoulder roughly, turning him to face him completely.

“Hey man, thanks for clearing up my sloppy seconds, really good of you. Good to know I’ve got great friends like you.”

Those were the last things out of Kuroo’s mouth before bokuto landed a punch on his cheek, knocking him to the ground.

“You’re a fucking asshole man,” Bokuto grunted.

He stepped over where Kuroo lay, and held out a hand for you to step over too. You took it quietly and trailed along behind him to the door, fingers still locked. His hands were warm, and big. Kuroo’s face must hurt right now. The thought made you smile. He held the door open for you before sighing, resting his back against the wall. You stood in front of him, twiddling with your fingers.

“I am so sorry about that,” You apologised, embarrassed and shaken by the scene Kuroo had made, “I shouldn’t have wound him up, and I shouldn’t have talked to you after I knew you guys were friends, I promise I didn’t mean to start anything.”

“Don’t be, if anything I’m sorry for not making him leave right away. And either way,” he gently reached for your hand again, and you let him take it,”I’m glad you talked to me. I’d like it if you talked to me even more.”

DISCLAIMER FOR KUROO STANS!!!! I DONT THINK HIS HAIR IS STUPID!!! it’s just when ur bestie is going thru a break up or anything entailing a male you shit talk everything about him to high hell, doesn’t matter if he’s the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen. also i have no ill will towards kuroo nor any of the characters i write shit bag fan fics about i just like to complain any way i hope you enjoyed! reblogs and replies always appreciated!!!